Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Singapore and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing The Doors to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Monolake. All the underground hits.
All The Evens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Desert Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New York Dolls,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Jeff Lynne,
The Walker Brothers,
Delta 5,
Procol Harum,
Agitation Free,
Gregory Isaacs,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Detroit Cobras,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Janne Schatter,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Quadrant,
Gabor Szabo,
Eddi Front,
The Moleskins,
The Leaves,
Marvin Gaye,
Reuben Wilson,
Sun City Girls,
Reagan Youth,
The Moody Blues,
Tim Buckley,
the Sonics,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Don Cherry,
Minny Pops,
June of 44,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Carl Craig,
X-101,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lakeside,
Dave Gahan,
Public Image Ltd.,
Albert Ayler,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Country Teasers,
Second Layer,
Donald Byrd,
Q65,
Brand Nubian,
The Fire Engines,
The Angels of Light,
cv313,
Saccharine Trust,
Little Man,
The Monks,
Warsaw,
The Evens,
June Days,
Pagans,
The Beau Brummels,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Altered Images,
Grauzone,
Mad Mike,
Mark Hollis,
The Tremeloes,
Bobby Womack,
Matthew Halsall,
the Association,
Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.